We do not find confidence in a good circumstance
But in a good God.
The money in the bank will flutter
Like the wings of a restless bird –
She will not perch on your shoulder forever.
The regard of men is a shrinking resource
For no matter how loud the applause
It will eventually peter out.
There is no firmer footing than
Sunday Confidnce-
The God-given assurance
That your life is being held together
By Hands that have never fumbled,
Standing in a room full of broken people
Singing love songs
To the One who made them whole.
Sunday Confidence
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